779: 589 Consort Prince 779: 589 Consort Prince In the depths of the Epang Palace, song and dance still brought peace and tranquility.
The beauties, whose deanor and appearance were no less dazzling than celebrities, were draped in palace dresses, dancing gracefully.
Jiang Chen sat on the second floor, in the very spot where he and Lan Peizhi first visited, silently sipping his wine.
During this period, he had been staying here; after all, it was his property, much more comfortable than any hotel.
He had reviewed the recent business performance of the Epang Palace, and the business was booming, proving that Lan Peizhi hadn’t sold him a bad asset after all.
But to think the investnt of 1.5 billion could be recouped in a short ti was nothing more than a fool’s dream.
However, business wasn’t just about the short-term gains.
Big bosses invest in projects, often valuing not just the profits they bring but the essence of the project itself.
For instance, the identity as the behind-the-scenes owner of the Epang Palace, even in the unfathomable depths of the Capital City, was enough to earn a second glance.
“Hey.”
Suddenly, a hand patted Jiang Chen’s shoulder, and before he could turn, the person had already nonchalantly taken a seat next to him.
Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow.
It was that “Yuan Run” miss again.
He instinctively glanced around.
Hu Chi hadn’t co.
“This ti, it’s no coincidence, I ca specially to find you,” Yuan Run took the initiative to speak.
“To find ?”
Jiang Chen looked puzzled, really wanting to ask: Are we that familiar?
But, out of gentlemanly decorum, he restrained himself.
“How did you know I was here?” He decided not to dwell on the last incident.
“I didn’t know,”
Yuan Run responded innocently, “I was just playing with friends and decided to try my luck.
Look, they’re over there.”
Jiang Chen glanced downstairs.
“Aren’t you the owner of the Epang Palace now?
So I thought, you might co to check on your own place, and it turns out I guessed right,” Yuan Run added.
Her simple words carried an extraordinary implication.
This girl actually knew about the change of ownership of the Epang Palace?
But, considering her identity, it made sense.
Jiang Chen retracted his gaze from downstairs and asked with neither coldness nor enthusiasm, “Is there sothing you need from ?”
“Are you very close with the Crown Prince?”
Yuan Run, who had only t him for the third ti that evening, was truly intrusive, staring at Jiang Chen with bright, clear eyes, coupled with that adorable, round face that tempted one to pinch it.
If not for the first two impactful encounters with her, Jiang Chen might have been deceived by her appearance.
“Are you talking about Teacher Cao?”
“Mhm.”
Yuan Run quickly nodded.
Jiang Chen kept his composure, his mind racing as he faced Yuan Run’s gaze and said with intrigue, “We’re fairly close.”
Although he wasn’t clear on the heft of the title “Crown Prince Brother.”
But it sounded impressive.
This pair of siblings were no easy characters to deal with, as previous troublemakers had found out.
Clutching at that tiger’s skin was beneficial without any drawback.
“How did you et?” Yuan Run asked like a curious baby, continuing, “When did you et?”
Of course, Jiang Chen couldn’t possibly answer.
Instead, seamlessly changing the subject, he said, “What ti is it now, and you’re still not heading back to school?
Don’t you have classes tomorrow?”
Today was an isolated Wednesday.
Since their last run-in outside Huaqing University, he knew that she was a student there.
Of course,
Jiang Chen also understood that this girl probably hadn’t gotten in through regular exams.
It wasn’t a matter of looking down on her.
This girl might be clever, but intelligence and the ability to handle standardized education were two different things.
He truly didn’t believe she could best the multitudes of students across the country, who had toiled over their books, in an actual college entrance exam.
“I don’t have class tomorrow morning,” Yuan Run responded nonchalantly, then suddenly asked, “Hey, why don’t you sell that powder anymore?
It was quite tasty.
I wanted to order so just now but couldn’t.”
Jiang Chen could only laugh wryly.
The nerve of this girl to bring it up.
Wasn’t it because of your own brother that we had to stop selling it?
Ever since the “one bowl of powder for the price of two” incident, upon taking over the Epang Palace, he had removed the iced powder dessert from the nu—it wasn’t that profitable anyway.
“We updated the nu.
If you want it, you can go sowhere else,” he replied.
“Hey, hey, hey, is that how you do business?
I’m here supporting you, and you’re telling to go elsewhere?”
Jiang Chen would have preferred she never patronize his place again, of course, but that wasn’t sothing he could bluntly say.
“Thank you for the support.
Today’s expenses are on ; it’s all free,” he said insincerely, forcing a formulaic smile.
“That’s more like it,”
Yuan Run’s face cleared slightly.
“But don’t worry about the tab; I never like taking advantage of others.”
Surprisingly principled.
Since she insisted, Jiang Chen wasn’t going to push the matter—running a business was never easy.
“Is there anything else?”
He asked.
Implied in his words, he was clearly ushering her to leave.
“No,” Yuan Run replied instinctively, then quickly caught herself, “Aren’t you going to answer my question?
When did you et the Crown Prince Brother?”
This girl, could she be smitten with Teacher Cao?
That would explain why she was so docile and honest in front of him.
Jiang Chen couldn’t help but speculate, yet he remained silent, not daring to tease.
After all, one couldn’t joke with just anyone.
“It’s a long story,” he said, taking a sip from his cocktail.
“No problem, I have ti.” Yuan Run propped her chin on her hands on the table, unblinkingly fixed on him.
“But I’m afraid I might not,” he replied.
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